He has always been the only one who cares about others, but others cannot care about him.

Although it was not yet time to get off work, Liu Lang also took Mao Xiaojun to the best restaurant on the street to sit down. Liu Lang said:

"Actually, there is no need to eat this good food."

"It's a must, my buddy hasn't seen you for many years."

"Yes, it's been eight years?"

"Eight years."

It was so touching when I thought that I hadn't met for eight years. Mao Xiaojun used to be Liu Lang's best friend when he was in junior high school. Although his grades were not very good, he was sincere in treating others. However, he became his best friend with Liu Lang, the first place in the class. But later Liu Lang went to college, and Mao Xiaojun went home to farm after graduating from junior high school. Liu Lang said:

"How are you doing in the past few years?"

"I spent a few years at home, and then went out to work. Later, I did some small business myself, and the business was not easy to do, so I was going to go out to work again."

"do what?"

"Driving a big truck for people."

"It's not bad."

"The income is pretty good, but it's too hard."

Of course, truck drivers work harder, but these days, if you want to make money, there is no need to work harder. Mao Xiaojun asked Liu Lang again:

"Where are you? You broke up with Hu Yuqing later?"

"We broke up long ago. We went to a different high school, and then we broke up."

Mao Xiaojun talked about some of the past of junior high school. At that time, Liu Lang had good grades in the class. There was also a class belle in the class, Hu Yuqing, who liked Liu Lang, but his first love in junior high school was also immature. Mao Xiaojun said:

"Later, I heard you were admitted to college?"

“Yes, medical university, I studied for five years.”

"That's good?"

"What's so good? I'm assigned to work in this township health center after graduation."

“That’s not bad.”

Liu Lang also smiled. That's good. If it were the previous life, Liu Lang would have worked in a township health center for the rest of his life. He would not be willing to give up. However, after a thousand years, Liu Lang was reborn and was also a cultivator. At this time, he thought it was good.

In fact, the lives of these ordinary people are quite interesting. Mao Xiaojun said:

"I haven't gotten married yet?"

"What kind of marriage do you have? There is no one girlfriend."

"No way, our talented man didn't even talk to anyone about his girlfriend, and it was incredible to say it?"

"I talked to a classmate in college before, but later I broke up."

"Why?"

"They work in Qizhou City, and I work in this countryside, so the difference between urban and rural areas emerges."

"Too."

Mao Xiaojun also nodded. In recent years, Mao Xiaojun has been in the society and looks more mature. He also understands Liu Lang's statement in particular. Mao Xiaojun said:

"I'm going to get married, too."

"This is a good thing, what does the wife do?"

"Like me, the countryside, the nearby villages."

"Not bad, that's fine."

"I hope you will come to my wedding at that time."

“That’s a must.”

Mao Xiaojun handed Liu Lang another red invitation. This was his best friend at the time. Of course, Liu Lang had to attend when he got married. So, on the day of marriage, Liu Lang also went as promised. Unexpectedly, there were still many people going there, several of whom were classmates from Liu Lang and his class, both boys and girls.

At this time, a girl came over and said:

"Isn't this Liu Lang, the top student in our class?"

"Who are you?"

"Not that, I can't even recognize you. I was sitting in the front row of yours at that time."

"Li Haiyan."

"yes."

Li Haiyan also laughed. Liu Lang used to be in junior high school and had good grades and was the first in the class. (There was no big deal about his life in his later life and his academic performance. Those who did not have a good grades in their studies also found their own way to make money.)

Li Haiyan probably had a good impression of Liu Lang when she was studying, so she always turned around and talked to him.

It was just playing mahjong together that day. Liu Lang didn't play normally, but today is different from before. He was all classmates together, so it would be nice to play. After the wedding the next day, Li Haiyan took Liu Lang's car back, and Liu Lang asked on the way:

"By the way, which school did you take after graduating from high school?"

"I went to the teacher college, and then I became a teacher after graduation."

"Oh, where to be a teacher?"

"It's right in our Nanji Town Middle School."

"I'm working in Nanji Town Health Center, too."

"I know, I also know that you have become the vice president."

Liu Lang also laughed. This vice president is not the vice president, and actually Liu Lang doesn’t value it either. Liu Lang said:

"All of them are old classmates. I know I work in a health center, so why don't I come to see me?"

"Didn't you come to me?"

"I really don't know."

"Hmph, you never cared about me."

When the woman said this, she looked shy. Liu Lang didn't dare to think too much. No, this woman had a good impression of herself. If she said this, she would be too self-indulgent. However, the woman told Liu Lang to play with her when she had time. Li Haiyan said:

"Must come."

"Will it be inconvenient? It will have a bad impact on you?"

“No impact.”

"That's it, okay."

"By the way, my throat is a little bad. What medicine should I take?"

Being a teacher's occupational disease is because he has to speak loudly every day in class. And now the students are not so obedient. Your teacher is teaching above, and the students below are also talking and doing small movements below. Li Haiyan is another female teacher, and the students are not afraid of her, but it is true. Li Haiyan said:

"So, my voice is not very good after this time."

"I'll bring you some medicine next time."

"Okay, then I'll thank you first."

Liu Lang also knew that Li Haiyan was deliberately asking her to come to her, and it was an excuse to see a doctor. However, after a lot of things, Hu Xiaoyan, Du Xiaoqing, and Liu Lang's mentality also changed a little. Even if she didn't like Li Haiyan, she could still treat her as a friend.

That day, Duan Xiaoyong came to find Liu Lang. Although this boy could not speak in a wheelchair, he still had to find Liu Lang. At this time, Liu Lang felt a little compassionate, thinking that it was not easy for this boy to not speak every day. He would cure his mute, anyway, he was already in a wheelchair. Liu Lang said:

"Do you want to talk again?"

"Think." Duan Xiaoyong wrote.

"I can help you cure it. Are you willing?"

"willing."

"Do you believe me?"

"letter."

"Your mother must be asked to slap you a hundred times, and you must be beaten hard and severely, so that it can be cured."

"this--"

"May I?"

"Can."

Unable to speak, Duan Xiaoyong was so suffocated. After decades of hard work, he became a mute. What is this? If he could speak, at least he could still be in a clinic. Although he was in a wheelchair, he could at least work. Unlike now, he became a useless person.

This taste is quite bad.

Liu Lang told Duan Xiaoyong's mother about this method, and the old woman didn't dare to beat him. Her son was usually very fierce to him. She was careful to live her life with her son's face, so how could she dare to beat her? Liu Lang also smiled:

"Do you believe me?"

"Believe, absolutely believe."

The old woman absolutely believed in Liu Lang. Because the last time she was cured by Liu Lang. Although she dared not beat her son this time, Liu Lang asked so. She had to do so. Liu Lang said:

"Do you want your son to speak?"
To be continued...